By Jeffrey R. Ballares
(Poem)
Listening to nostalgic melody of the harmonica
Gives us a feeling of priceless euphoria
We thanked the times we said hellos
We shared gentle tapping of shoulders as great fellows
Remembered the morning that greeted us with a warm embrace
T’was when the day conspires; bestowing us another space
Additional grace...could this be a sign?
Hopes the entire day shall be in align
And when the sun sets in the West
We finished each others company with a remarkable jest
Smiles that’s drawing in our faces
Will take us surely in far away places
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